Chapter 245: If You Can’t Be My Wife, You Can Take Me As Your Concubine
The voice was like a devil's whisper, exploding in Lin Zhiqing's ears.
She couldn't help but recall the smile on Jiang Liuyun's face when they looked at each other at the Lin Mansion that day.
Jiang Liuyun, he’s here as expected!
She held her breath, never more awake than now.
Although the information was that it would take half a month, Jiang Liuyun came back early.
It was obvious that he had heard the news that Lin Zhiqing was going to Bianliang and guessed something, so he stopped the carriage midway.
Lin Zhiqing tried his best to remain calm, and then he saw a hand holding the door frame, as if trying to lean in.
She narrowed her eyes, found the right moment, and when she saw the arm holding the door frame move, she raised the dagger and rushed towards Jiang Liuyun's shoulder.
But Jiang Liuyun seemed to have noticed something and instantly retreated.
His speed was astonishingly fast, and Lin Zhiqing's dagger was nailed firmly on the door frame.
After missing the attack, Lin Zhiqing quickly pulled out the dagger, put it in front of his chest, and retreated to the corner at the end of the carriage.
After she finished this action, Jiang Liuyun's voice sounded again:
"The highest is the sun and the moon, the closest is the distant is husband and wife."
"Qing'er, we haven't seen each other for a few days, and you've become so distant to your fiancé?"
"Heh." Lin Zhiqing sneered and finally spoke: "Prince Jiang's trip was truly smooth. He hasn't forgotten the marriage certificate between the Jiang and Lin families."
Lin Zhiqing didn't want to remain silent any longer because they had already fallen out.
If Jiang Liuyun still wanted to continue acting with her, today would definitely not be like this.
"Marriage certificate?" Jiang Liuyun seemed to smile.
But the sound of raindrops was too dense and Lin Zhiqing couldn't hear clearly.
"Qing'er, Lin Yangyang has been entangled by my people. You are very thoughtful and should know that she can't escape today." Jiang Liuyun spoke again:
"I don't want to do anything to you, I just want to ask what you did while I was away."
What's the matter?
Who is in Bianliang?
There are quiet and elegant forests in Bianliang.
What he wanted to ask was clearly about Lin Jingya.
Lin Zhiqing remained silent and did not respond.
After a long time without any response, Jiang Liuyun's voice became a little impatient:
"Qing'er, you are very smart. You should know that no one can save you today. I am not here to kill you. You can keep the marriage certificate."
"But for the Lin family as well, those past events must be completely wiped out."
This sentence is also simple to translate. If Lin Zhiqing wants to keep the engagement and his life, he has to pretend that he knows nothing and watch the Lin family die.
Leaving your own life, what's that?
Lin Zhiqing's smile was full of sarcasm:
"Why, Prince Jiang has a change of heart and feels that I still have some value and can be kept."
"Or... are you in love with me?"
Lin Zhiqing said this purely to annoy Jiang Liuyun.
Jiang Liuyun paused for a moment, then smiled faintly:
"Qing'er, I thought that after so long, you should have put yourself in the right place."
"You and I are destined to be enemies, so how can there be love?"
"I have always valued talent, and you are just a bit smart."
"The Lin family is not well-known, and you are the daughter of a criminal. You are not worthy of being my wife, but I can take you as my concubine."
What he meant was that what he wanted was an aide with a marriage certificate, a concubine hidden in the back house, but definitely not a fiancée.
Jiang Liuyun stood outside the car, while Lin Zhiqing stood inside.
The car door seemed like a natural barrier, completely separating the two of them.
Concubine, who are you disgusted by?
When Lin Zhiqing heard this, he did not feel any humiliation or discomfort.
She just felt like she had eaten a fly, a self-righteous and superior fly.
If you don't agree, there's no need to talk too much.
Lin Zhiqing exerted force with his right hand, and the dagger flew out of the air, and he quickly picked up the jade flute with his left hand.
Jiang Liuyun, who was outside the carriage, turned sideways, easily dodged the dagger, and landed steadily on the carriage.
Lin Zhiqing knew that the dagger could not cause any harm to Jiang Liuyun, so he blew the jade flute.
The rain flowed down the brim of Jiang Liuyun's hat, accompanied by loud and powerful flute sounds.
After casually putting the earplugs into his ears, he turned over and broke the other door of the car, and easily saw Lin Zhiqing playing the flute in the corner.
She had a blank expression and clear eyes.
It seems like... it was prepared in advance?
Jiang Liuyun lost his mind and paused in his movement to get into the carriage. He felt a little dizzy and was unable to move further for a while.
Seeing this, Lin Zhiqing bent his wrist slightly and a packet of medicine powder fell into his hand.
Jiang Liuyun saw her action, frowned, and reached forward to grab the powder.
Lin Zhiqing increased the frequency of his playing, and the sound of the flute mixed with the sound of rain, fighting in Jiang Liuyun's subconscious mind. Even though he was wearing earplugs, he would be somewhat distracted.
Lin Zhiqing seized the opportunity, opened the medicine powder with one hand, and sprinkled it all on Jiang Liuyun's face.
At the critical moment, Jiang Liuyun somehow broke free from the constraints, his body flashed, and he disappeared on the spot.
The powder was completely gone.
Lin Zhiqing had no time to feel upset. He kept whistling and ran to the car door as fast as he could.
Four security guards fell beside the car, their lives or deaths unknown.
She was about to get off the carriage when a breeze blew overhead.
She knew something was wrong, so she lowered her head and jumped off the carriage.
When she turned around, she saw Jiang Liuyun, who was fully armed and only had a pair of eyes visible, standing where she was just now, looking down at her condescendingly.
Even though Jiang Liuyun tried his best to remain calm, Lin Zhiqing still noticed that his eyebrows were raised from time to time and the corners of his eyes were shrunken.
This shows that he is under a certain amount of pressure in his mind at this time.
Lin Zhiqing retreated while changing his rhythm, trying to control Jiang Liuyun.
This is a silent game.
Unlike the ease with which he controlled others in the past, Lin Zhiqing was having a hard time today.
Jiang Liuyun's concentration is very strong.
This may be because he had come into contact with Liu Mang before, and he was already sensitive to sound, one of the media of psychological hypnosis.
The more you listen, the less affected you will be.
Secondly, this is also related to Lin Zhiqing himself.
Today, apart from the sound of rain, there is no other sound that can blend with the sound of the flute.
Without any physical image, it is difficult to force hypnosis.
Realizing that the sound of the flute could not last long, Lin Zhiqing increased his speed and the volume of his flute.
She looked towards the woods, recalling the route in her mind.
The sound of rain is getting quieter and quieter, which means that the impact of the flute music on people will gradually weaken.
She knew something was wrong, so she had to speed up her pace as much as possible.
She had to go to the woods!
Jiang Liuyun's brows furrowed more and more. When he realized that the influence of the flute sound on him had decreased, he flew out and headed straight towards Lin Zhiqing.
Lin Zhiqing knew it would be difficult for him to escape, so he dodged to the side and hid behind a pile of rocks.
Her flute music gradually faded away with the sound of rain.
Jiang Liuyun sneered and quickly came behind the rock where Lin Zhiqing was hiding.
He seemed to enjoy the pleasure of this cat catching mouse:
"Qing'er, thank you for the earplugs you gave me. They are very useful."
"I'll give you one more chance. If you obey me now, I can forgive you..."
Let bygones be bygones?
Screw the past and let it go!
Lin Zhiqing's flute music became more and more gentle.
Jiang Liuyun didn't get a response, his face gloomy, and he walked forward slowly:
"Qing'er, come out..."
With a "bang", his words were interrupted and he quickly turned around to meet the extremely strong palm wind.
Lin Zhiqing gripped the flute tightly.
Here we come!
He is finally here!
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